Chapter 57

Clear bamboo and green leaves, bright and transparent, purple bamboo, inherent pride, out of the world.

It is not stained with smoke and dust, but at this moment it is invaded by thick blood and brutal killing.

Looking at the horrific scene of corpses everywhere, Tatsuyo frowned.

There were two groups of corpses on the ground, one was wearing a very ordinary linen coat, but the boots under his feet were common military boots, black leather boots, and the corpses were scattered, lying in a pool of dried and faintly brown blood.

Chen Sheng's eyes were low, and he thought deeply, these people should be the attackers who hastily disguised themselves as mountain bandits, and they are from the military?

Whether it was a blame or a person in the army, he did not dare to make a judgment for a while.

And the corpses piled up on the other side, neat and tidy, obviously dealt with after the war, wearing iron armor, should be the person of Ganmo.

The Shelley Empire's military style is quite prosperous, and the hot-blooded soldiers of the army are all more righteous than life, and there are even thousands of miles of Benzhou Juyi Hall's unworldly talk, thinking that these soldiers were carried together after they died in battle, but it was too late to be buried.

"It seems that Gan Mo has won, and he is chasing after the victory?" all kinds of obvious traces showed that Chen Sheng was sure in his heart.

"Let's go up and have a look. Looking at the large-scale renovated land on the ground, Chen Sheng took the lead in exploring the past, and the black-clothed dragon guard followed him indifferently and cautiously, and occasionally traces of blood could be seen on the ground, which was a little shocking.

At the end of the green bamboo forest, there is a gourd valley, surrounded by cliffs of several zhang, smooth as a wall.

In terms of soldiers, it is simply the best place to set up an ambush.

At this time, in this not too big gourd valley, corpses were everywhere, and blood flowed like rivers.

In the valley, a shocking human wall, terrifyingly standing in the heart of the valley, like a huge mountain, this is all made of hundreds of ironclad warriors with their corpses tightly together, cast a heroic iron wall, the sky is full of rain of black feather arrows to resist the outside, the flesh and blood, already blurred flesh and blood, extremely terrifying, full of black feathers.

And under the "iron wall of the righteous body", the remnants of the army were defeated, and they burst into tears one by one, some of them howled loudly and cried loudly, beating their chests and tearing their lungs, and some of them covered their heads to the ground and did not dare to look at the periphery, and these brothers were tortured by the black feathers of the black feathers.

He once talked about wine, was heroic and angry, and worshiped the prime minister, and dreamed of being a master.

The scenes of tears are like movies replaying in my mind.

"Brother, you're behind my back...... Rest assured"

"Damn, old neck, don't talk nonsense if you're a fucking brother......"

And at this moment they are cowering under the body of their brother to survive, how sad is this? Are they cowardly? No, they really want to carry a sword, even if they die with the enemy, at least they do not lose the blood of a soldier, it is like surviving with such an abomination, but the iron wall of will cast by this body in front of them is to tell them with blood and life that they live, go on, and go down in the name of their faith, how tormented and sad it is.

The dead are gone, and the survivors are difficult!

Gan Mo looked at the black pressure surrounded by the body in front of him blankly at this time, as if a huge mountain was sinking in his heart, his eyes were empty, and at this moment it seemed that his soul had been drained away, leaving only a body whose consciousness was suspended.

Is he proud?

Riding alone to break into the death row, save the wronged general, and now the Hou Tie Chonghu of Wanhu is brave and brave, and there is no fear of death!

Is he proud?

Laiwu Shiyuan, a hundred horses into the powerful beast tribe, killed the tribal royal family, just to insult the Shelley women across the border for the prince, and bravely raise the country's prestige.

The piles are all feats, so he is proud.

For countless years, he has not tasted a great defeat, but he has lost everything, from the heaven of glory to the hell of Senluo, this once extremely proud aura of glory has become the most shameful self-mockery now, he is ashamed of these brothers who accompanied him from birth to death, how to face the heavens and the earth? With their respect and trust, but step by step they led them into the black abyss of death.

They all died for themselves!

How can I live in the world?

Qiang, Gan Mo stood up from the ground fiercely, decisively pulled out the big knife in his hand, and cut off his messy head with ruthlessness.

Repay brotherhood with his life.

"General......

A roaring cry shook wildly, and the quick-eyed lieutenant next to Gan Mo quickly stood up from the ground, and with a big hand, the flesh and blood directly clamped the sharp big knife tightly in his palm, and the blood was like water rushing, slowly flowing down the cold blade to the ground.

The hoarse voice said indignantly: "General...... No!"

"Let go, I'm ashamed of my brothers......" suicide attempt, Ganmo fell to the ground weakly, no longer suppressed, and completely cried loudly, like a child, it was difficult to stop.

Who said that sons and sons shed blood without tears, and blood gushes tears and righteousness!

The more than 100 people who survived were left with blood gushing to their heads and tears rolling down.

"The general begs for death, and we will go to the general to ......"

"I'll go to the general. ”

The voice came from the soul, without the slightest fear.

This is the brother, the soul of the army!

"Haha...... Good, good, good. ”

The sound of the three words touches the heavens and the earth.

Gan Mo cried and laughed.

"There are brothers like you, my Ganmo is enough in this life! The brothers are not afraid of life and death, they can fight with me Ganmo and those Xiaoxiao, kill a few more dogs, and go down to the Yellow Spring to explain to the brothers. ”

"Kill ......"

"Kill ......"

Lifting the big knife, Gan Mo gently pushed away the heroic corpses of the brothers in front of him, and carefully walked out from the extreme protection of this bloody corpse, and more than 100 people behind him also walked out one after another, tragic but majestic, the one who lost his foot leaned on the soldier next to him, blind in one eye, tore the plain clothes in the armor, strangled on the eyeballs, and stopped the bleeding!

No return!

The sun pouring in the gourd valley is so fierce and dazzling at the moment, and in the bloodstained land, a group of "male soldiers" stand one after another.

There were still nearly a thousand enemies around them, holding the cold iron sword, approaching step by step.

Looking at these Xiaoxiao who only dared to release arrows in the dark, Gan Mo's eyes were bloody, holding a heavy bloody sword, and the momentum of the Yellow Spirit Realm exploded, and there was no return.

"Brothers, kill ......"

As soon as the drink roared out, it immediately rolled like a wave, and the monstrous shout shook the five mountains.

"Kill ......"

"Kill ......"

"Kill ......"

Gan Mo leaped out first, and with a single sword, he slashed the first enemy in half.

The blood was still splashing in the void, the big sword was not raised, and from the mountain pass of the gourd valley, there were tragic sounds.

This is?......

Gan Mo raised his puzzled eyes, but saw a series of jumping black shadows, rushing like wolves, the black shadows moved, invincible, the enemy in their hands, like cutting watermelons, heads kept flying from the void.

"Xian Wang Chen was born here......"

A crisp sound made the enemy stunned, and Gan Mo was even more shocked, and then his red eyes flashed with excitement, and he raised his head and shouted: "Lord Xianwang's reinforcements are coming, everyone will kill them with me!" ”

As if gritting his teeth, Gan Moti carried a heavy knife and other equally excited warriors frantically slaughtered towards the mouth of the gourd valley.

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Everyone's support! Roar, how can a man tremble!